Sunshine on Leith

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It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

I sometimes wonder why I pray

When my spirit just drives away

With a faith of a bit of luck

Or a half-tonne bomb

In the back of the truck

I think we just

went over something.

There's something

caught in the tracks.

What's going on?

I think the lead vehicle's

got a mechanical.

See if you can reach it.

If it's tomorrow or if it's today

I don't say it will be

I just say it may

When I'm on my knees

To the gates I'll stumble

And plead my case

In a style that's humble

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

When the sky takes the soul

The earth takes the clay

It could be tomorrow

or it could be today

Smell that, Davy?

That's the future.

That's the brewery.

- What's up wi' you?

It always feels weird coming back,

especially without Ronnie.

We'll see Ronnie soon enough.

We're home, Davy.

We've gotta enjoy it.

Have you thought about

what you're gonna do now that we're out?

Aye, loads.

Most of it involves your sister.

- Ally, don't go getting carried away.

- I'm not getting carried away.

You can't just expect her

to drop everything.

- That's exactly what I expect her to do.

- Hey, right?

- Something smells good.

- Did you get bread?

Yeah.

I'm on my way

from misery to happiness today

- Uh-huh

- Uh-huh

I'm on my way

from misery to happiness today

- Uh-huh

- Uh-huh

I'm on my way

to what I want from this world

And years from now

I'll make it to the next world

And everything

that I receive up yonder

Is what she gave to me

the day I wandered

I took a right

I took a right a-turning yesterday

- Uh-huh

- Uh-huh

I took a right

I took a right a-turning yesterday

Yay, yay, yay, yeah

We took the road

that brought us to our home town

We took the train

to streets that we could walk down

We walked the streets

to find the one we've looked for

We climbed the stairs

that led us to the front door

And now that I don't

want for anything

I'd have Al Jolson sing...

'...I'm sitting on

top of the world!'

- Mum, have you seen my keys?

- No.

- There's soup there. You want some?

- I haven't got time.

You cannae go to work

on an empty stomach, Liz.

- Mum, I'm late.

- Try getting up a bit earlier.

- Can you not, Dad?

- Here.

I'm sitting on top of the world

- Oh, my God!

- Davy.

What were you doing?

I can't believe you didn't tell me.

Are you good?

We weren't expecting you

till tomorrow.

They let us go early.

We thought we'd surprise you.

- I was worried you'd be working.

- I am. I'm just out the door.

I'm on lates this week.

Sorry.

Hey, son.

- Good to see you.

- You too, son, you too.

- You hungry?

- Aye.

- Sit down.

- Welcome home, Davy.

- Thank you.

- Walk me to my bus.

- OK.

- Come on.

- I'll see you later, Mrs Henshaw.

- See you later, Ally.

Good to have you both back.

Come here.

Oh, Mum.

So, you can let your

hair grow again.

- I suppose I could, aye.

- There's nothing stopping you now.

The world's your oyster.

I hate oysters.

It's just snot in a shell.

Right, I've got to go.

See you.

I'm not ready.

I had everything planned for the morn.

Ma, it's all right.

I even got this to put up.

Steak pie.

I got a steak pie.

It's still in the freezer.

It's never gonna defrost in time.

I was sorry to hear about Ronnie.

Could have been me, Dad.

Maybe should have been.

It was my squad.

It was my responsibility.

It was a roadside bomb. There was

nothing you could do about that.

It's good to have you home.

Look at you, my wee brother,

the war hero.

Is this all right?

You did say.

I'm gonna get back to work.

- See you later.

- Great.

We'll put wee Lewis in with Carol Ann.

You can share with Brendan.

Don't worry. It won't be for long.

- Kids'll love it, won't youse?

Yep.

Having your Uncle Ally

to stay for a wee while.

Yeah.

- Are you a soldier?

- I am, yes.

- You look fabulous.

- That's very kind of you. Thanks.

You're welcome.

- Hey.

- Where have you been?

All right, grumpy.

Well, Ally and Davy turned up.

- Really?

- Yeah. They got away early.

Ally's just got back after

six months and you're here?

Well, it's my job.

You'd do the same.

Yeah, chance'd be a fine thing.

- You still coming to Francine's do?

- Yeah, you know I am.

Good. Very good.

- Don't start.

- What?

- Trying to set me up again.

- Come on. He wasn't that bad.

Yeah, he was. He was weird.

He was a Scientologist.

Well, I thought that meant

he worked in a lab.

Came from one more like.

- Ally, did you ever shoot anybody?

- What?

Did you ever shoot anybody, Ally?

Am I on the top bunk?

I'm afraid you're on the bottom bunk.

I'm no use for it.

OK.

- Hiya, Harry.

- Oh, Jean.

Big day today,

what with Davy coming back.

He's already here. My boy's home.

He got away early.

- That's lovely. You must be pleased.

- Aye.

Right.

Oh, Jean, maybe we could

meet at lunch, have a wee...

- See you, Harry.

- ...celebration.

- Morning, girls.

- Jean.

I've got some great news.

Straight through

to the Scottish Colourists.

I'm sure your brother's lovely.

I'm just not up for small talk.

I wouldn't worry about it.

He's not very chatty either.

I've had a crap day and all I want

is a drink and a laugh.

Yeah, and a drink and a laugh

is all it is.

Now, you can talk or not.

He's not gonna be listening.

He's just gonna be

staring at your tits.

I'm not staying long.

One drink then I'm off.

Well, don't tell me.

Tell your sister.

She wants you to meet her pal.

Another nutcase

from the nurses' home?

- This one's different apparently.

- Different? How?

Well, she's good-looking.

She stays out in Morningside.

She's English.

English?

That's for you.

You celebrating something?

No, just fancy getting drunk.

The thing with tequila, it's not what

you forget, it's what you remember.

- Francine.

- No wonder you're still single.

- Fran.

- Oh, thanks. Cheers, my dears.

- You in?

- I'm in.

Good.

That's boggin'.

Right, Lizzie, up.

Tell us one of your stories.

- OK.

- Drunken storytelling?

- No one's safe.

- OK.

This is the

story of our first teacher

You remember?

Shetland made her jumpers

And the devil made her features

Threw up her hands

when our mums said our names

- I've never seen her do this ever.

- You've never seen her do this?

Embroidered all her stories

with slanderous claims

Whoa!

It's over and done with

It's over and done with

Right, I'm

getting more drinks.

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